Posts Tagged ‘US Dollars’

Oh dear. Tonight at work has been a bit of a nightmare. I served several customers, as did my colleague Francis, yet one of us has made a mistake. I kind of think it was me, but I can’t be 100% sure. One of us, has given a customer £200 worth of Euros instead of £200 worth of US Dollars. Oops. This means a loss of around £92, and it also meant the Euro was 380 down tonight, and the Dollar was 380 over when cashing up the till.

I am not concerned about repurcussions, as far as I’m aware this is the first big mistake I have made, and people do far worse, however, I am more concerned if it was the nice lady who I think I served this amount to (when tracking through the system tonight trying to find out where we went wrong), and she gets to the airport and panics because she realises she has got the wrong currency. I only hope when she changes it back to US Dollars, she realises she’ll get far more than what she paid for and it will be a nice little bonus after her moments of panic. Hopefully this will make up for the fact that she’ll be in a different country with the wrong money and panicking. Oh dear.

In other news, today one of my best friends Louisa came over with her sister Antonia, and Antonia’s little boys of 2 and 4 months. We spent ages at the park playing houses and monsters with the kids, and whilst there, I discovered the wonder that is the little corner shop being open all of a sudden. This made me very happy at the prospect of not having to part with my money at greedy Tesco, and instead, parting with it at a little family-run corner shop where it’s more needed. I was feeling quite broody, and didn’t want them to go home, but the time had come for me to go to work, so I kind of had to shoo them out, which I felt terrible about. We had to force the 2 year old to give goodbye kisses to Evie and Marley, but he came round in the end, in fact as he was running towards Marley to kiss her goodbye, his little trousers fell down, which was hilarious! It was like all of a sudden, not only would he kiss her, but he was going to flash her as well! We were in hysterics!

Tomorrow I am back at the primary school. I really don’t want to go. I want the day to myself, is that selfish of me? Or just normal? I’ve always wanted to be able to afford the time to volunteer somewhere, but I’m not sure I’m cut out to be volunteering at this school. Maybe I’ll go again in the morning and all will be brilliant. That remains to be seen, and I kind of doubt it.